Lost

I'm famous for always being lost. From Dipati Ukur to Ganesha: lost; from Taman Setiabudi to Karbela: lost. If I have to write down all the time I've been lost, then I guess it will be a damn long list.

My family, especially my father, always worry about me getting lost, especially whenever I went abroad or out of town. But that does not keep me from going to new places alone. Alhamdulillah, so far I still can find the right way. Yes, I was lost... many times... but at the end of the day, I can find the way. Maybe not the best, the straight, the shortest way... But I managed to arrive to the place that I wanted to reach, safe and sound.

But when it comes to life... Who can tell me which way I should go from here? Who can walk me to the place I want to be? I have no map to guide me... My father can't walk me to the place that I want to be. Because I don't even know for real, where I want to be.

So help me God... Cause I'm lost. And I'm lonely.

p.s I don't mean to imitate Angie's subject. But in some part, I guess we share the same feeling.